Chapter 7 - The Fall of Marcus Kane
Marcus knew there was no way out. The betrayal was exposed, absolute, and total.
With a desperate, animalistic roar, Marcus reached into his jacket for his sidearm!
PAK!
A single shot echoed through the room.
Marcus screamed as a bullet tore through his shoulder, sending his gun clattering across the marble floor! He fell back into his chair, clutching his bleeding arm, gasping for air.
Damian set his smoking pistol onto the table, stepping up until he was towering over the man who had betrayed him.
"Twenty years, Marcus," Damian whispered, looking down into the hitman’s terrified eyes. "I trusted you with my life. I trusted you with my family’s legacy."
"Damian... please..." Marcus wheezed, blood dripping onto his silk tie. "The Moretti family offered me fifty million... they were going to kill you anyway... I just wanted my cut—"
"You threatened an innocent three-year-old girl," Damian cut in, his eyes burning with an icy fury. "You forced a mother who served this house with honor to run into the storm. That makes you worse than an enemy. That makes you trash."
Damian turned his back toward the lieutenants.
"Leo," Damian commanded flatly.
"Yes, Boss?"
"Take Marcus Kane to the basement cellar. Secure his accounts, strip his assets, and hand him over to the federal authorities with the complete ledger of his crimes. Let him spend the rest of his life in a maximum-security cell thinking about the toddler he tried to intimidate."
"Understood, Boss," Leo said, dragging the screaming, kicking traitor out of the room.
Damian looked around the table at the remaining lieutenants and the Moretti representatives. None of them dared to make a sound or raise their eyes.
"The Moretti contract is canceled," Damian announced, his voice carrying the weight of an absolute ruler. "Effective immediately, the Cross syndicate is liquidating all illegal assets and transitioning into clean corporate logistics. Anyone who disagrees may leave this room right now."
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Silence met his words. Every lieutenant bowed his head in absolute submission.
"Good," Damian said, picking up his gun. "Now clear out. My family is coming home."
